We are now home and are taking care of Tito as he heals. His eye is still very red and it is discharging what looks like blood. At the sight of this, we became worried, but were reassured that it is normal. It is normal to shed bloody tears after what he gone through, it is a metaphor for the struggles that Tito has had to endure.
He is also very happy. Coming home to the familiar after his stay at the hospital brought him a deep joy. He squealed at the site of his crib, at his bouncer, at sight and smells of home. Remarkable.
The grandeur of life is in the living. In the act of taking delight in the familiar and even in shedding of tears of blood.
Tito has brought of us joy as well even in the middle of his medical trials. His love never wavered. I wonder if that is why Jesus called us to be like children.
The masters of living are those people where living means being a beginner, seeing all as if seeing it for the first time.